The flesh pellet was the size of a fingernail. It was translucent, like a piece of dark red amber, with no visible muscle fiber.
"Young Master."
Ma Xun pursed his lips, his eyes filled with doubt.
"Do I really have to eat this?"
"Of course," Zhu Ju nodded. "It's good for you. Eat up."
"..." Ma Xun's smile was stiff. "It doesn't look very tasty, kind of like a transparent rock. It won't give me an upset stomach, will it?"
"Relax!" Zhu Ju sighed. "When have I ever lied to you? This is just a piece of meat, and I guarantee it won't kill you."
'It won't kill me? Does that mean it could leave me half-dead? That sounds even scarier than dying.'
In the end.
Under Zhu Ju's intimidating gaze, Ma Xun squeezed his eyes shut and stuffed the flesh pellet into his mouth.
GULP...
The smooth and tender texture made his expression twitch. Before he could even savor it, he had swallowed it down.
'What a waste! I should have chewed it a few more times.'
